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will smith - jasiah lyrics

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[chorus]
uh*oh, uh*oh, sh*t (oh, sh*t)
i just spilled my cup, uh*oh, i’m too lit (yeah)
i just popped a bean, now i can’t feel sh*t (yeah)
and you ain’t gon’ do nothin’, my n*gga, you too big

[verse 1]
ayy, ayy, ayy, public*service announcement, n*gga
it’s your boy jasiah and his b*tch, naughty clip
y’all already know the f*ck goin’ on
we gettin’ all this money, n*gga, gettin’ h*lla kitty book bags
for your baby mama, kids, n*gga (the b*tch)
f*ck we talkin’ ’bout, n*gga?

[pre*chorus]
watch your mouth, ho, i know that you not talkin’ to me
b*tch, my legs must be broke ’cause you not walkin’ with me
got a whole lot of money, i don’t need no receipts
and that n*gga talkin’ sweet, them n*gga p*i*e

[chorus]
choppa e*i*e, make ’em d*i*e
b*tches eat my meat, we can’t kick it, rock me
choppa e*i*e, make ’em d*i*e
b*tches eat my meat, we can’t kick it, rock me
[verse 2]
i just walked in (yeah)
big roll in the right, fat ass in the left (okay)
five*tucked, four*f*cked, n*gga, hit his head (splat)
i got bad blood for these n*gga, tell the truth (i hate your b*tch)
bad blood for these n*gga like some sicko’s hands (ayy)
n*gga, we don’t give a f*ck ’bout where you think you gon’ be
c*ck to your head, it’s gon’ make a n*gga holy
teamin’ with the seven deadly sins like melly odis
f*ck you talkin’ ’bout, lil’ boy? you know you been on ho sh*t

[bridge]
uh*oh, uh*oh, sh*t (oh sh*t)
i just filled my cup, uh*oh, i’m too lit, yo
i just popped a bean, now i can’t feel sh*t, yo
she told me slap the ass one time, i’m will smith, yo
uh*oh, uh*oh, sh*t (oh sh*t)
i just filled my cup, uh*oh, i’m too lit, yo
i just popped a bean, now i can’t feel sh*t
and you ain’t gon’ do nothin’, my n*gga, you too big (too big)

[verse 3]
we be gettin’ money, think that’s why they mad at us
it’s the naughty clique, dreadhead, mad hatter
said she like to float, so i made her ass fatter
p*ssy pieces with that b*tch, but i already had her
ayy, come to where i stay
you know i got bridges, stacey, molly on the way
keep a bad bunny and she goin’ both ways
side i wouldn’t hit, but b*tch, i always find a way, yeah, always find a way
watch your mouth, ho, i know that you not talkin’ to me
b*tch, my legs must be broke ’cause you not walkin’ with me
got a whole lot of money, i don’t need no receipts
and a n*gga talkin’ sweet, them n*gga p*i*e
[chorus]
choppa e*i*e, make ’em d*i*e
b*tches eat my meat, we can kick it rock*lid
choppa e*i*e, make ’em d*i*e
b*tches eat my meat, we can kick it rock*lid

[outro]
oh sh*t, oh sh*t
f*ck that, f*ck sh*t
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t

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